Special Focus

"Here I am to Worship..." they prayerfully sang as I sat in the International House of Prayer (IHOP) yearning, seeking God's face and interceding for you and all my love ones.

Every Thursday prayer focus specifically on African American. This is the one work night I sacrifice to interceded for my people, my family, friends and love ones The urgent call to prayer. Of course I am in the Prayer Room many hours over the weekend.


The Word is clear when it comes to prayers of a righteous man unavail much. And we know that only certain things can only come by prayer and fasting. Plus the Word tells us that if God's people who are called by His name, will humble themselves, seek His face and turn from their sinful ways--He will heal the land. We need healing from heaven.


If you are reading this then know I'm praying for you. That's what intercessors do, stand in the gap petitioning mercy and grace for you.

They are singing, "I'm coming back to heart of worship...it all about you Jesus, it's all about you...I bring you more than a song... Gloryyy to God.

TEAM JAMAICA

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One year ago God sent me to learn about Missions from an African Jamaican American in the person of Brother Bob Weston(far right) of Port Maria, St. Mary's Parish Jamaica West Indies. I went back to Jamaica. But this time a year later not alone ready and excited to live the Great Commission.

God blessed me then and exceeded all expectation now. In a Team of six representing two churches, one inner city(my church) and the other suburban(see team picture), we travel as a tight knit team to do mercy missions.

It was one divine appointment after another. God blessed us above and beyond that we could asked. We had opportunity to share the Gospel with youth in schools, preach and teach at churches and show Christ Love in Action(this is Bro. Bob's missionary organization) with Meals on Wheels and visited the sick and shut in. Every night but one was filled with ministry.

This was my best outreach mission trip. We planned and prayed well, and God did all the rest. It was an amazing time as we were blessed more so, by the very people we served.

They will know we are Christians by our love.

Summer Fun

In the midst of sorrow this summer I've experienced a summer of fun with those who have blessed me with their joy and love. As I hosted guessed from around the world we celebrated life. Picture are some of those wonderful people like Brother Bob above. He is avid fisherman off the coast of Galina point Jamaica West Indies. Galina has the deepest waters in the Caribbean Seas. Here Brother Bob thought he try a line in my small pond. I think he will stay the great fisherman of men.

Then you see the Prince of Egypt Amir with guests from seven different countries. He was tons of fun as he visited the International House of Prayer here in Kansas City. God Blessed his stay mighty.

Yes, we are havng fun and now my summer is over. Thank you LORD for the experiences and the special people that you bring into my life.

In the Year of Obama...

The is no god like Jehovah. In the year of Obama I've had mountain highs and valley lows. Since the late summer of 2008 I witness historical events, experience personal tragedies and blessing after blessings in these recessionary times like none other we know.

In my valley lows since last September I have experienced the deep lost of love ones. First my nephew last August/September followed by my motherly Aunt in October/November as we witness the triumph victory of Obama.

In January of this year my youngest brother went home to the LORD and last month we buried my younger sister. Four deaths of close family members has sent me spiraling down to my lowest levels of grief. It has overwhelm and paralysis me at times. All the deaths were unexpected and sudden. Plus I lost a good friend who I supported in the Philippines last month.

I cried out for my grief to stop in between deaths. Then more bad news. I lost my Administrator job with the Public School District due to budget cuts. My school district has lost children to private school and several administrators like myself were laid off. This is roughly $10,000 USD plus lost in income.

Like Job, though they slay me, yet will I follow Him. In the midst of my troubles and sorrows I have seen the light of hope in serving a good and loving God. I am doing my best to lean not to my own understanding but acknowledge the One who can turn my midnights into days.

In the many weeks and months I have last blog I continue to serve God. In less than a month I lead my first short term missionary outreach group to Jamaica for a week. Also in the past months I have continue to host those from around the world Egyptians, Brazilians and many others.

I have told my storms to be still.

In doing so I can not count the blessings I have received monetary, in-kind gifts and love. As the economy sank to its lowest levels in my lifetime I eat good everyday and my house note and other bills are paid on time every month. God is good all the time and everywhere.

Like Obama I have seen some really great times and now experience here and there low moments. It does not rain all the time. Praise God. To this end I will continue to hold on to God's unchanging hand. My family is well as can be expected and I do have a teaching job that pays well.

Glory to God, it's gonna be alright. I'm still standing. Amen.

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Host with the Most

Matthew 10:41 (NKJ)

⁴¹ He who receives a prophet in the name of a prophet shall receive a prophet’s reward. And he who receives a righteous man in the name of a righteous man shall receive a righteous man’s reward.

I am soooo blessed. Over the pass two months I have had the great and wonderful pleasure of hosting several of my host from around the World and others. In the first picture is a new good friend Raed from Egypt.

Raed visited from Cairo, Egypt where he staffs the House of Prayer. His stay at my humble home was too short, but awesome fellowship. Next picture is my Filipino Brother Nolan from Baguio City, Philippines. I lived in Nolan's house for almost a month in his mountain island city. He was here for Christian Education Conference at a local university. I can not wait until he comes back with the rest of his beautiful family.

Last picture is my best bud Sean Filidis. This powerful missionary lives and ministry in Amsterdam, Netherlands. Check out his blog--see side panel. Sean came here to share at my home church, soak and pray at International House of Prayer Mission Base. Because of these men of God, I received blessings here and later on in that great day.

Children of Garbage City

Garbage City Children

For about two hours plus we smother the children from Sisters of Mother Teresa Orphanage, Daycare with love. Or was it the other way around. The nine month to 18 months rambunctious babies moved like quick insects around us as we tried to feed them their afternoon snack of yogurt and just a teaspoon of sugar.

The orphanage is an oasis in the heart of Garage City. Garage City is as it sound, the large and last refuge site of trash, garage of the largest city in Africa--Cairo, Egypt. A multitude of people live and work there. These are those children. Amongst all the trash, they exist.

So we fed, played and prayed with them. See a few of the darling in the few pictures above.